This is supposed to be the first post in this archive (Escapes of Father and Son) but this escape can be relived easily as the place is just a stones-throw away from our house so I opted to write about the fish farm experience while it was still vivid in my wits.
Left by ourselves in the house I decided to bring my son out for a late Saturday morning “brunch”. My son insisted on riding his bike (thanks kuya Nelson!) so he pedalled for about 10 minutes to a Hawker centre near Sheng Shiong Supermarket near the road leading to Malaysia. We had our growling tummies filled with prata, chicken rice and a glass of sparkling water chestnut drink – makes me rather thirsty just thinking about it.
After 2 hours of munching and talking and mock boxing, we made our move through a tunnel that leads to the woodlands town park. Our original plan was to have a dip in the swimming pool nearby but the cobblestone pathway seemed to have a strong hypnotic appeal to my son’s bike wheels! I followed while silently taking snapshots as my son chugged through the lanes while constantly muttering “Wow!” and ”Ganda!” (Beautiful!) around the lake. From time to time he stopped to have a look at those fishes expectantly waiting for food – they must’ve associated human presence with food since most of the lake visitors throw bread crumbs to them.
Having explored every nook and cranny of the pathways (the park is not a big one actually), my son rushed to a play ground. There are 2 sand box playgrounds in the park where kids can get wild and dirty just the way they love it. One has a small slide made of plastic while the other’s got a concrete one designed for bigger kids. Of course my son has a very good grasp of size and age. To him it is relative – household chores are for big kids and he is too small for that whereas he is big enough for playgrounds intended for bigger and older kids. Anyway, there was no prohibition for adults to join the fun so daddy became the older, bigger kid! It was fun…I mean F-U-N! Most probably, there will be a next time for this…and I hope Mommy can join too.
Woodlands town garden could be reached by taking bus 950 or 911 from Woodlands Regional Interchange which is just a few stations away. This place is very good for small family picnics since there are playgrounds for kids and the panorama is just nice for daddy and mommy to reminisce those good ol’ days and sing their favourite love song strolling hand-in-hand along the cobblestone pathways and bridges (:P). There are several huts with fixed tables and benches and an open hall where hip teens can do their groove. Don’t forget to bring bread crumbs with you to share with the natives of the lake – fish that is.